So, A Pirate and a Sociopath Walk Into the Col

Aresenn chuckled at his comment, which brought out a long, toothy sneer from the Saxe boy. It wasn’t surprising that he agreed to enter the cave with him, seeing that they were both rather impatient. But before they could move beyond the mouth of the cave, the presence of someone emerging from its depths stopped them. Sephiran pivoted slightly, coming to stand beside Aresenn but at a slight angle, which would show more of his frame to whoever was rushing towards them. It was meant to be a subtle intimidation tactic, that was animalistic in nature and came to him naturally.

He was expecting a large man, cloaked in battle gear that he had never seen before, withdrawing a blade to threaten them. But, what appeared instead, almost made him laugh. A girl with large horns, another oddity he had never seen before who was close to their age rushed forward to intercept them. She was already glaring at them, snarling and spewing insults. Aresenn was quick to retort, seeming unfazed by her comment as he combated with an insult of his own. But Sephiran wasn't as hard-shelled as Aresenn was. He took insolent behavior personally and saw it as a challenge to his superiority. And so, his head dipped to level with his spine, pelt starting to bristle down his nape as he glared at the girl. “What a cocky little thing.” He taunted, as his gaze hungrily roved over her frame, settling an uncomfortable amount of time on her hips. She may have been a bitch but he couldn't help the impulses that flooded his mind, as he fantasized about forcefully mounting her.

"Speech"